The Boss is Very Busy

Two people, like ordinary couples, go to eat first, then go to the cinema.

The boy held the girl's little hand calmly, he lowered his head and looked at her white cheeks, and asked softly.

"What do you want to see?"

MuMian looks at the most recently released movie on the screen.

She pursed her lips and stretched a finger.

"This is it."

Mu Yan paused, and he looked over.

"Midnight Footsteps"

"..."

He glanced at movie attributes, horror movies.

I haven't seen it.

The young man's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and he bit his thin lips, hesitating.

"Aren't you afraid?"

MuMian shook his head: "Not afraid."

So Mu Yan bought two tickets, held her little hand, and said softly to her: "If you are afraid, you must tell me, we won't watch it."

MuMian is not afraid of ghosts, but when he heard him say that, he nodded. After entering, the movie hadn't started yet, and the scene was dark.

The two found a seat and sat down. Mu Yan tightly held the small hand in the palm of his hand. He approached, looked sideways at the girl’s beautiful profile, and couldn’t help but leaned in and kissed: "You must tell me, don’t force it ."

In Mu Yan's mind, girls generally fear these things for protection.

With his fingers interlocking, he leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips: "If you are afraid, hide in my arms."

MuMian nodded at random: "Yeah."

The movie begins.

At first it was at night, a woman was walking on the solemn and deserted street. There was no one around, except for the rustling cold wind lingering in the street. She was wearing red high heels and looked strange and terrifying.

After a while, the woman walked to a hotel and went up to the top floor. The wind blew her beautiful skirt and the woman leaped for life.

At this time, the camera switched to the rooftop, and the red high heels were left on it.

"..."

Mu Yan couldn't help being silent for a while. He turned his eyes to pay attention to the expression in MuMian.

So he stared for a while, then turned his head away, but his hand clenched slightly again, as if in silent comfort.

Not long after the movie started, it began to become more and more weird. Few people who watched the movie, except for the creepy background music, the atmosphere was quiet and silent.

The big screen suddenly turned to a corner, and the female ghost with long hair and white dress squatted there. Her face was pale, her long hair pressed against her cheek, leaving only one bloodshot eye.

The shoulders of the people beside her suddenly trembled, and the expression of MuMian stopped. She looked over, and was silent for a few seconds, then blinked at Mu Yan in surprise: "Are you afraid?"

"What?" Mu Yan calmed down and looked at the girl unidentified, pretending to be puzzled with the same expression.

"I do not have it."

"..."

MuMian may also think it is impossible, this person looks very calm, so he turns his head again.

Mu Yan turned his cheek and glanced at the screen. The female ghost had disappeared a long time ago, and he sat up straight, raising his other hand against his lips and coughing.

There was no strange sound of footsteps, stepping on the wooden floor, step by step, getting closer... getting louder and louder.

MuMian really couldn't stand it, she moved her little hand and whispered at him.

"Little brother, you caught me too tightly."

"what?"

Mu Yan was confused for a moment, and only reacted after a few seconds, and quickly relaxed a little. He rubbed the small hand of his palm: "Sorry."